Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Libya and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Human League to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
The Misunderstood,
Bad Manners,
Flash Fearless,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Toasters,
Andrew Hill,
Black Moon,
These Immortal Souls,
Ossler,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magma,
The Divine Comedy,
Funkadelic,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
R.M.O.,
Eden Ahbez,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Theoretical Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Marshall Jefferson,
Slave,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Qualms,
Mark Hollis,
KRS-One,
The Velvet Underground,
Inner City,
Lakeside,
Cal Tjader,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Thompson Twins,
ABC,
Sparks,
Matthew Bourne,
Blossom Toes,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Stooges,
cv313,
Fatback Band,
Technova,
The Human League,
Gichy Dan,
Bang On A Can,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Judy Mowatt,
The Last Poets,
MDC,
Jerry's Kids,
Clear Light,
The Monochrome Set,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radio Birdman,
June of 44,
The Slackers,
X-Ray Spex,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.